“I need you to just trust me for now without knowing all the answers.”

“You have to be a friend to have them.”

“I wouldnt joke if you werent always patching me up, Davin retorted. He looked at Chad again. You must have noticed, right? Its kind of cute, actually. Though my heart fluttered, I tried to shoot hi...”

“Being in love with your best friend is problematic.”

“As much as I cared about him, I wasnt a slave to fate. I could choose to ignore my feelings, strong as they were. It would be painful, but no more so than letting myself pine for my friend.”

“You shouldnt have to pretend to be as excited as I am just to make me happy. If it comes to that, you shouldnt have to pretend to be anything around me. Friends should be real with each other”

“Oh, it was 1775.” “What?” “1775. The Battle of Bunker Hill.” “Oh.” I laughed. “We learned about it the day we met,” he added. “Another red-letter day in history.”

“He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.”

“Because no one needs to live for ever. I think that sometimes you can outstay your welcome.”

“Patti told me that to truly love someone, you must hold them in an open hand. That was how I needed to love Kai. It was necessary to uncurl my fingers and let him go.”

“As we were about to cross the road, Davin suddenly grabbed my wrist and held me back a moment; a car peeled out of the driveway and roared past us. Geez, I gasped, and then, glancing at him curious...”

“Um, you dont have to join me, but if youre looking for a table, there are a couple good seats over there. He nodded toward the far end.”

“As we were about to cross the road, Davin suddenly grabbed my wrist and held me back a moment; a car peeled out of the driveway and roared past us. “Geez,” I gasped, and then, glancing at him curio...”